Happiness sells, I get it. And we aren’t always happy. And maybe that’s the reason why we buy it. Going extra miles to find it. Leaving the rest just to be with it. But you see, we aren’t always happy, and maybe that’s the point.

You don’t have to be happy all the time. If you’re always happy then I think “happy” will lose its meaning. But I don’t want to romanticise sadness either. Or anger. Or disappointments. It’s just… everything has their own portions. Balance is good. Contentment is key. I hope you find yours and me too.